It is safe to say I am past the stage of being infatuated by temperamental musicians, but Prince: strange, artistic, talented, egotistical, lewd, misunderstood and naughty, is no ordinary man/musician. I managed to get tickets to his September sold out gig in London (swoon) and I can’t wait.
I know his diminutive purple highness probably seems out of place on this blog, but sexy growl factor aside, Prince’s vast musical catalogue, his need to express himself through his music, and his lifelong struggle between the spiritually sublime Vs his more hedonistic nature, is reason enough for me to respect what he does, even though I may not always understand or like his music.
Prince, legendary for his exciting performances, has said that each London concert night on his tour will be different. He will be playing new material as well as the old stuff and even doing a cover of The Long & Winding Road. I have many favourite Prince songs, some of which have been covered by other artists, such as Nothing Compares 2 U, Bonnie Raitt’s version of I Can’t Make You Love Me, and a wonderful version of When You Were Mine by Ani Difranco and Maceo Parker.